Poem: Scrying

Stare into the mirror
Keep your mind still
like a perfect pond
allow no ripples
of stray thought
or distractions.

What do you see?

Nothing
that can't be explained
a trick of the light
the mind fills in gaps
interprets what it wants
to imagine.

Are you sure?

The faces that appear
that smile back at you
through the portal
of another world
they do not exist
or do they?

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